Going to a Friends House

I’d walk into my parents house. “Anetta, where is she?“.. I’d reply reluctantly… “She’s with him...”

Anetta, how can you come here with out her!? She should be with the mother!

But, she also needs her dad and her other family.. and i can’t keep her away from him. In my heart it doesn’t feel right…”

Anetta, you’re stupid. She needs you, I don’t know how you can do that! She’s just a baby“..

I’m going to my friends house...”

….

We were sitting in the club together. It’s going off. We sat and stared at each other and realised we’ve been friends for over 10 years.

The music is going off… Ignoring the world, we stared at each other. Hugging and wiping our tears. Appreciative of one another.

Doctor looks at me, “What happened?..”

“Uhh, some people came and jumped me from behind this morning as i was walking down the street. 2 or 3 i don’t know who they were...”

My sister and her husband are with me. She looks at me.. disappointed and says with tears and anguish, “Anetta, when is enough.. enough?“..

With tears falling.. i whisper, “I don’t know...”

I don’t want to go home. I’m going to my friends house.

We laid there in bed and you cried for me… i cried for me too.

….

I was in QLD. I asked you to come (late notice as usual) you booked. You came. You missed your flight (always late aha). You still booked the next one. Still came out to hang out with me. You knew i needed you.

*FB Message*: Hey, i got a weird message. In this picture.. is it you?

*Embarssed*: ..yeah it is.. i’m really sorry. He’s been threatening to send photos of us.. i didn’t know he actually did.

You replied: Don’t worry i deleted it, i hope you’re ok..

_____

A real friendship is a relationship that places no judgement and offers an ear, a shoulder and heart with no personal gain of oneself. You are the definition of a Real Friend Cathy Gloria Taufua. I am forever grateful for the many years we have cried, laughed and vented together.

I still think about the many times we walked to and from Colyton Highschool together. Even that i am grateful.

We do not see each other everyday, we do not even speak to each other everyday. However, whenever i do reach out, you have always been there.

I know, i am not the only person you have provided a safe place for. I just want you to know.. that you are something special.

Thank you for always listening to me. Thank you for never ever making me feel judged. Thank you for crying with me. Thank you for always lending your heart.

Cathy, there are people in this world, who do not know what it is to be a good friend or fail to recognise what a good friend looks like. I just hope to give you the happiness that you have always given me.. or close to it.

Love you so much, i had to write about it x

___

Important Note: There is no perfect relationship. I highly doubt i am the only one to have had these moments with a past relationship. What is important, is to recognise those around you. Those that help you get passed these temporary moments. Temporary can be days, weeks.. for me years. However, to those who provide love, support and patience… Don’t take them for granted. It’s hard for them to watch you go through it.

These are your friends and family who just want the best for you.

Published by lifeofanetta

I've been through a lot... we all have.. but i'd like to share my experiences with you. Only if it's ok with you..?

One thought on “Going to a Friends House

Leave a comment